Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Samoa and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Wasted Youth to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mo-Dettes,
The Moody Blues,
Dead Boys,
the Normal,
Rosa Yemen,
Marine Girls,
The Standells,
Dennis Brown,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tears for Fears,
Fugazi,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Selecter,
Mark Hollis,
Blake Baxter,
Black Sheep,
Procol Harum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Velvet Underground,
Pylon,
The Toasters,
Glenn Branca,
The Saints,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Arcadia,
Johnny Clarke,
The Doobie Brothers,
Youth Brigade,
Tim Buckley,
Cymande,
Bobby Byrd,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Talk Talk,
Pantaleimon,
Big Daddy Kane,
In Retrospect,
The Wake,
The Dave Clark Five,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kaleidoscope,
Sun Ra,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ken Boothe,
Man Parrish,
Quando Quango,
The Busters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rufus Thomas,
Michelle Simonal,
Can,
Drexciya,
The Cowsills,
The Gladiators,
David Bowie,
The Offenders,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.